Noah was heavy against my back, but I braced most of the weight.
Still, what if it wasn’t enough?
“I should go talk to her,” I tell Laz and Noah. “Let me up.”
“No.” Laz presses his palm to my stomach, holding me in place on top of Noah, who is now running his hands up and down my sides while his cock remains in my ass. “I suspect that was her first time doing anything with an alpha. She’ll come back to us when she’s ready for more.”
“She might be hurt,” I argue, wrapping my fingers around his wrist. “Let me at least check on her.”
Laz stares at me. “I’ll go ensure she’s okay. You stay here and accept aftercare from Noah.” He looks at the man behind me. “Clean him up. I plan to spend the rest of the night with him after I’m back.”
Noah sighs and kisses my shoulder. “Fine” is all he says. “But I might stay and watch.”
“Fine,” Laz echoes, then leaves.
I close my eyes. As much as I love putting on a show for Noah and Laz, it was Lark watching tonight that really set my soul on fire.
She… she completes something inside me that I never even realized existed. But it’s there now, warming my heart and making me long for more.
I need her to be okay.
I need her to come back.
And I… I need her to do more than watch next time.
I need her to join us instead. Then stay.For good.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
LARK
I can’t stop shaking.
It’s like my limbs are electrified, my body vibrating with an intensity that feels unending. Like I’m still coming despite my orgasm igniting several minutes ago.
The sensation isn’t exactly new. But it’s something I typically only experience during my heat.And with a very special toy,I think, shuddering as I clamp my legs together.
I’m covered in slick.
Down my legs.
Again, just like during an estrous cycle.
But my heat isn’t due for a couple more weeks.
This can’t be happening. I can’t be going into heat now. I… I can’t handle it.
God, I could barely handle Johan kissing me.
I knew their scents might trigger me to go into heat early. I hoped I might be able to avoid it. However, now, I don’t think I can.
I feel like I’m on the verge ofexploding.
All I want to do is crawl back into that nest of masculine limbs, strip myself bare, and beg them to knot me.Everywhere.
Which is asinine.
I’ve never been with an alpha. Only ever a few beta males I’ve dated throughout the years.
